This is a song about "Product hunt"

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Rollin blunt after blunt, prowlin down town on that big booty hunt,

So me and my friend, we decided to hunt

The club underwater, have em running out the front

I hunt more vicious than a starving cougar

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

My product so hot got everyone wantin more

If you try to give it to me at the door

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

What a perfect night to hunt down someone downtown

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

On the hot block movin’ weight and hustlin’ mounds of product,

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Women at my pole

Then it just pours

Im in the hunt for whores